Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 359

The Richards Group's current car sales had surpassed that of the Whalen Group in every aspect. Mainly, it was due to the failings of the Whalen Group. Hence, almost all the orders went to them. However, if the problem concerning the raw materials could not be solved, things would not turn out well. In the business world, not moving forward means falling behind. The Richards Group were on track and had just found their footing. Therefore, a single wrong move could end them.

He heard about the petrochemical factory by accident when he was abroad some time ago. Once he returned, he immediately arranged Jose and a few others to conduct a private investigation. That was how he found that place. Initially, he thought it was a problem he could solve with money.

However, reality could not be further from that!

He had always believed that any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem. At that moment, money was no longer the solution.

"Mr. Richards, heavily equipped trucks have been going into the petrochemical factory for the past few nights. The trucks are tightly sealed. So, we have no clue what they are loaded with." Alvin elaborated.

Hansen couldn't help but feel anxious. He had come across numerous business secrets. Yet, he was currently stumped, unable to figure out the secret of the petrochemical factory.

"Alvin, what are Kyrie and company up to these days?" Ever since his investment plan had been disclosed to them, the initial thrill eventually subsided into the grave silence they were experiencing. They really could not tell what was on their mind.

"Nothing, other than the call he made that day, asking if he could treat you to a meal." Alvin answered with a frown.

Hansen laughed and thought aloud. "Very well. Looks like they're playing tricks on me. Ever since my debut, there has never been a thing I can't handle. I don't believe this dilapidated old factory can knock me off."

At the thought of that, his interest had been piqued.

"It's just an old factory, isn't it? It's going to be shut down soon. How great can it still be?"

"Mr. Richards, you should get some rest. We have overcome so many major problems. These small matters can't trouble us," Alvin comforted him out of worry for Hansen, as he had seen the way Hansen's brows furrowed together a few moments ago.

Hansen stared out of the window into the thick darkness. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, I get it now, and I know what to do. You must be tired too. So, go and get some rest." As he spoke, the worry on his face disappeared. In its place was a look of confidence and calmness.

Seeing the look on Hansen's face, Alvin felt relieved. He had always believed in that resourceful president. No matter how difficult a problem was, with his overwhelming power, he could definitely solve it. Not to mention their current problem was just a small matter.

Hence, he went to sleep with a peace of mind.

At the arrivals lounge of the international airport, a beautiful woman in high heels, walked out of the airport gate lightheartedly, tugging a black luggage.

Sabrina had finally graduated from college.

Instead of living a comfortable life at home, dependent on her father, she chose to further her studies abroad instead. Her ambition was to become an international fashion designer, and to be well-known like Jenna, designing clothes that were famous all over the world.

She wanted to become the person everyone admired, to have a successful career, and become a strong, independent woman.

With such a dream in mind, she arrived in a foreign country as soon as she graduated from college. She planned to further her studies at a famous fashion design university, to study hard, and to build a foundation for her future career.

"Sabrina." Just as she walked out of the airport, she heard a deep voice calling her. She turned around in surprise.

The tall, slender man stood by the side, looking at her through his glasses. He was wearing a calm and desolate expression. His eyes were clear, but there seemed to be an imperceptible flash of pain within.

The smile on Sabrina's face froze. Her hand that was pulling the luggage trembled. It was him -Norton Richards!

It had been almost two years since she last heard of him. That year, after she returned home from the Richards Group in grief, she was not able to escape the sadness and disappointment for a long period of time. She locked herself up in her room for seven days, before she was finally determined to forget everything and start anew.

Just as she thought everything was over, she unexpectedly met him when she was alone in a foreign country after graduating from college.

"Sabrina, I heard from General Delia that you'll be coming here. So, it's true. I've seen it for myself," spoke Norton in his appealing voice. Taking his glasses off, there was a surprised look on his face.

Seen it for himself? Had he been waiting for her?

Sabrina was surprised, and was even more shocked by his words.

The man standing before her had obviously changed.

Having lost a lot of weight, his chiselled face was a resolute expression. The lack of confidence that once filled his eyes had disappeared. At present, he seemed to have become self-assured, looking much more mature.